| Man I’m a giant, call em entertainer
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| Biggest in the game, money generator
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| Rugged style innovator, smash all boundaries
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| I’m in your head, base line keep pounding me
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| Keep astounding me, capture the moment
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| I’m your most dangerous opponent
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| The good shit, yeah, yeah, I’m on it
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| Stinging up your city like the shaolin hornets
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| I just been promoted, got my stars and stripes
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| My heavy duty badges are my scars of life
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| My anger hit the pen, you know my bars get tight
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| Fly cars, I want my name In stars and lights
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| This heavyweight life with the dose of thrills
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| We pulling in the houses in the Hollywood hills
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| The God got skills, educated listener
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| Rap call the W, the MC conditioner
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| Rap fans listen up, we switchin up and resignate
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| One man army, your hands in your mental state
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| Enemies disintegrate, worldwide I captivate
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| Ieft for a minute, came back like a heavyweight
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| Got plenty big things under my belt
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| Cuz you fucking with a heavyweight
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| Fuck fucking with a heavyweight, heavyweight
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| Fuck fucking with a heavyweight
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| Fucking with a heavyweight
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| I grew up hard, my cards is dealt
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| Got plenty big things under my belt
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| Went from the block where the grams would melt
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| Stopped thru many land, my clan was felt
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| The grams is hell, and life is good
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| Went from a strip to a righteous dude
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| Went from a strip to ringside seats
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| Egyptians cotton, kings size sheets
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| Kissed Janet on the cheeks, party with Puff
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| Roll the tour bus to the finest cities
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| Rock the whole Europe, touch the finest titties
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| Collections of fifties, gritties and weed jars
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| Movie stars and the finer days
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| Left Eye, Aaliyah and Isaac Hayes
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| Back in the days, nothing to play with
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| Wu-Tang Clan, we stayed on your playlist
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| Shouts to the DJs that made us famous
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| Written in the books with the hall of famers
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| Written in stone, next to all the singers
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| Thanks to the fans, the love you gave us |